You know, I am sick and tired of being sick and tired. I really would like to go back to bitching and moaning about what to make for dinner, and halloween costumes and stupid stuff like that, but even the thought of coming up with something to make for dinner, let alone, shopping for ingredients, and cooking them makes me just want to take to my bed. I don't know how I ever had the creativity and energy to make that wolf costume, but I want it back!!!! I thought my sloth could not get any slothier, but this is ridiculous, and I just don't want to whine about it any more. But whine I will: whine whine whine whine whine. There.
I feel bad for my kid and my man. They want the mom back. What if they want to trade me in? "so and so's mom is fun and doesn't take naps, neener neener neener."
So, the iron supplements are going to work, right? RIGHT??